I almost touched the moon

After arriving in Hangzhou, Wen Song saw Qiu Xuanyan at the airport and ran towards her quickly. Qiu Xuanyan hugged her, stroked her back and comforted her softly, "It's okay, it will pass."

Wen Song did not cry, but looked at her with a faint smile, and slowly said: "Accompany me to a place."

She still went to the cemetery where Cheng Che's mother was buried. There was a bunch of bright red camellia flowers in front of the tombstone. Obviously, Cheng Che had just been there.

Wen Song unconsciously touched the petals of the camellia bouquet, and put aside the bouquet of white camellia he brought, and also placed the Madeleines and Kereli that he had made.

After bowing to the tombstone, she sighed softly and said to herself, "Auntie, I can't give Ah Che happiness. He should be happier now than when he was with me. In the future, I may not be able to come to see you."

Then she turned and left. In Hangzhou in August, the heat was still oppressive even in the evening, but there was a hint of coolness in this cemetery. She didn't know if it was because the towering ancient trees blocked most of the scorching sun and provided shade.

Standing halfway up the mountain, you can fully appreciate the scenery of West Lake. The West Lake is most beautiful at dusk, with a few lotus flowers still blooming on the lake and many tourists boating on the lake.

"Why would anyone go boating in the West Lake at this time? They'll die of heat."

Wen Song still remembers that at this time last year, she accompanied Cheng Che to visit her mother's grave. It was noon when they came down the mountain. The sun was blazing in the sky and it was so hot that it made people irritable. She saw the cruise ship in the West Lake and couldn't help but sigh.

At that time, Cheng Che said to her, "When I was little, my mother liked to take me to go boating in the West Lake in the summer evenings. She liked to teach me to paint on the boat. Baby, let's go together when the sun sets."

Wen Song was not used to the hot summer in Hangzhou. She would get heat stroke if she stayed outside for more than half an hour. She was dizzy and sweaty from the back. She remembered that she rejected Cheng Che without hesitation, "If I don't go, I will die of heat stroke."

She couldn't help but wonder, if she hadn't refused at that time, would Cheng Che feel that she loved him and cared about him very much, and would they not have separated.

Qiu Xuanyan's car was parked at the foot of the mountain. Wen Song opened the door and got in. The air conditioner immediately blew away the heat on her body, bringing a cool breeze and calming her thoughts.

"is it necessary?"

"Yes." Wen Song lit a cigarette, opened the car window slightly, and stretched his hand out of the window, but did not continue smoking. He let the flame ignite the cigarette stem and then be blown away by the evening breeze.

"He can break his promise, but I will definitely do what I promised him."

Qiu Xuanyan sighed and did not stop her. If this could make her feel better, then why should she stop her?

"Where do you want to go next?" she asked. "Do you remember the French restaurant on Beishan Street that we used to go to? The chef is back from France. I have reserved a table. Let's go have dinner."

"Okay." Wen Song nodded slightly, "After dinner, accompany me to go boating in West Lake."

"Are you crazy?" Qiu Xuanyan was speechless and blurted out subconsciously, "Going boating in the West Lake at this time of year, everyone is crazy."

"I want to go..." Wen Song's tone was a little pitiful and lonely, "I haven't been there."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Although Qiu Xuanyan didn't agree, she still agreed to her request, "I'll call Zhang Yue to come along, so that if I get a heat stroke, there will be someone to take care of you. She has found a good place tonight and will take you there to have some fun."

"Okay." Wen Song naturally knew what the good place Qiu Xuanyan was talking about was. She used to dislike it being greasy and hypocritical and never went to such occasions, but now she has accepted it.

She pays for the pleasure and emotional value, so it doesn't matter whether it's sincere or not.